People From Another Race?

Grey wanted to avoid any conflict as much as he could. He was already entangled with the necromancers, and for some reason, he could tell he was already well known among them. The fact that the corpse puppet was able to say what it said indicated that. 

The sooner he got into a suitable Faction, the better for him. Unfortunately, his search has not yielded anything of value yet. He had been going from one city to another since entering this Region, but no news of any Faction recruiting people. He naturally knew he wouldn't be as lucky as the previous Faction where there was a competition going on at the time they got there. 

Some days later. 

"Huh? Again?" Grey looked at the deserted village in front of him with an odd look. 

This was the fourth village he was seeing since the last town, and all of them were empty. Just like in that town, there was a strange aura circulating around. However, this time, he felt a sense of unease about the situation.